The force wasn’t strong, after all, Poe Vaughn reacted quickly, and she didn’t step back much, so it was fine. Ava Sterling found herself leaning in this person’s embrace for a moment, listening to his steady heartbeat, and she didn’t want to leave anymore. If she didn’t want to, then she didn’t want to. Ava Sterling simply hugged Poe Vaughn’s waist, resting comfortably in his arms, smelling the calming sandalwood scent emanating from him. Anyway, they were in a marriage relationship now, and there was no reason not to embrace him. So, Ava Sterling wrapped her hands around Poe Vaughn’s strong waist, pressing her body closer to him. Poe Vaughn didn’t expect the person in his arms to be so proactive. He paused slightly, then looked down at the person tightly clinging to him. Her eyes were closed, her face resting against his chest, looking thoroughly relaxed and indulged. His eyes flickered slightly, his arms tightened, encircling her in his world, not letting her leave. The atmosphere in the living room was tranquil. They didn’t do anything, just hugged like that, while the sun outside gradually set. Who knows how long passed until Ava Sterling’s stomach untimely growled again, gurgling and breaking the warm and romantic atmosphere. Ava Sterling frowned, very displeased. Would missing one meal kill her? Why is it growling? Official source is novelFɪre.net She really wanted to glare at her stomach, but she couldn’t bear to let go of the person in front of her, so her brow furrowed even tighter, increasingly displeased, like she was about to consume someone. There was no way around it; romance could only be maintained for a short period, you couldn’t suppress hunger forever. Poe Vaughn looked at the person in his arms who didn’t want to leave, he took out his phone and called Quentin Quinn: "Send dinner to The Kestrel Apartments." "Okay, President Vaughn." After the call ended, Poe Vaughn put his phone back in his pocket and continued holding Ava Sterling. Ava Sterling blinked, looking at the person. Sending dinner to eat here? Then eating and going home? Thinking about it, Ava Sterling’s eyes flickered quickly, and she said, "Poe Vaughn." Poe Vaughn looked down at her, watching her face change expressions quickly, a low monosyllable slipping from his throat: "Hmm." Ava Sterling’s eyelashes fluttered: "Because of various things during this period, I haven’t watered the flowers and plants in the backyard on time, is that a problem?" Ava Sterling initially wanted to brush it off, but she knew him too well, as someone shrewd. She couldn’t fool him, so she had to ask directly. Poe Vaughn looked at her, waiting for his response, but he remained silent. Ava Sterling was stunned. But quickly, she reacted, immediately standing upright from his embrace, grabbing his shirt front, and said excitedly: "Do you not know what’s been happening during this period?" "Because of you I haven’t been home at all, I couldn’t even water the plants, you can’t blame this on me!" "Do the math yourself, go ask Sister Wei, whenever I’m home, not being influenced or delayed by you, did I ever miss watering the plants?" "I’m telling you, you can’t count the times I didn’t water because of you against me, you can’t take away my reward for that reason, otherwise... otherwise..." Ava Sterling’s "otherwise" got stuck for a moment. She really couldn’t do anything to him, but quickly, a gleam flashed in Ava Sterling’s eyes, and she smirked: "Otherwise I’ll tell Grandma and let her give you trouble." After she finished, she crossed her arms, raised her chin, looking quite proud of the person in front of her. Anyway, the old lady had said that if Poe Vaughn bullied her, she should tell her and there was no need to be afraid. The old lady had said that, so what was she afraid of? She was absolutely not afraid. Poe Vaughn looked at the person transitioning from anger to pride, spoke: "When did I blame you?" He hadn’t said it, but what did his silence mean? Didn’t it mean tacit consent? Ava Sterling looked at his face, deep beyond measure, unable to read his thoughts, but with him saying that, it probably meant he wasn’t blaming her, right? Or, had her threat worked? Thinking that, Ava Sterling’s gaze towards him turned to one of appraisal, gauging if he was really saying that because of Grandma. Poe Vaughn looked at the one with a suspicious gaze, continued: "When did I say the reward is invalid?" Ava Sterling blinked, looking at him always fixing his gaze on her, inscrutable, but his words tightened her heart, then she hurriedly let go, took his arm, and laughed awkwardly. "Never said, never said, it’s just because you didn’t answer me, so I got anxious?" "You see, you’re a slow-paced person, but I’m not, I’m impatient, can’t wait even a while." Saying that, Ava Sterling’s hand fell on Poe Vaughn’s chest, soothing as if she was appeasing him. No way around it, couldn’t provoke this person into anger, if he got angry, not even Grandma could manage. Thinking that, Ava Sterling smiled even more sweetly. Poe Vaughn gazed at this smiling face, as fake as it could be, yet he didn’t say anything more. He just gazed at her, continuously. Ava Sterling didn’t know what Poe Vaughn was thinking, but his silent gaze at her was making her uneasy. Couldn’t help but look around, think of something to shift his attention. And soon, Ava Sterling thought of what to do, she immediately said: "This is your first time at my home." "Although it’s a bit small, it’s alright, I’ll show you around." Then, Ava Sterling took Poe Vaughn on a tour around the house. "Look, this is the kitchen, sometimes when I have time, I cook here, the utensils and everything are complete, next time if you want to eat here, I can cook for you." Poe Vaughn looked at the clean and tidy kitchen, the table, the neat seasonings on the countertop, everything was in plain sight. It seemed that someone regularly cleaned it, there wasn’t a trace of chaos, clean and tidy while still feeling lived-in. Especially now as the sunset light streamed in, casting an orange glow, like a typical household’s kitchen, soon smoke would rise. Ava Sterling hadn’t been to her own kitchen for a long time, now seeing it made her hands itch to cook. Especially now with dinner not arrived, her stomach gurgling again. She wondered if there was anything to eat at home. Since moving to Poe Vaughn’s place, she had called the housekeeper, telling her not to buy groceries regularly. Now, it had been so long, obviously nothing to eat at home. Thinking that, Ava Sterling was still a little unwilling, wanting to open the fridge to check. Thinking so, she moved, letting go of Poe Vaughn’s arm, went to the fridge, and opened the door. Sure enough, it was empty inside, not a thing to be found. She frowned, closing the fridge door, opening the cupboards to check for dry goods and found none. Because it had been too long, she hadn’t cooked at home for ages, and the soon-to-expire dry goods had been disposed of by the housekeeper. Indeed, without her being home, there was nothing at home. This feeling, really wasn’t good. She thought she’d call the housekeeper later, to ask her to stock some dry goods and vegetables, so that if one day she and Poe Vaughn argued and she stormed out, she would have something to eat when she returned. Thinking like that, she wanted to execute the plan immediately, afraid she’d forget, Ava Sterling promptly said: "I’ll go make a call, you walk around yourself first." Saying that, she went out, took out her phone to make a call. Poe Vaughn stood in the kitchen, looking at this not-big but cosy kitchen, took out his phone, called Quentin Quinn: "Have someone send over fresh vegetables, fruits, and meats." "Okay, President Vaughn." After hanging up, Poe Vaughn gazed at the kitchen counter, the seasonings beside, various and plentiful. Her cooking for him, he very much looked forward to it.